“Fuck off Kat you filthy bitch.” Kat put her hand to her throat and pinned Sue back and said in a serious voice, “You fucking piss on my h...nd or I’ll rip that fucking top of yours to shreds and then bite you’re fucking nipples off. So start piss girl.”Sue had hold of her hand and looked her in the eye and said, “I’m not a lesbian and don’t you fucking threaten me bitch. Who the fuck do you think you are? Now fuck off and get out of here.” “Your not a lesbian now, but you will be.”“Oh, so. She was a middle aged woman, with long auburn hair, pretty blue eyes, and a body most women would kill for to have at any age. She liked to work out a lot and keep fit, which is why she was currently wearing only a sports bra and her workout pants. She started screaming at the sight of the strange, naked, young man in her step son’s room. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?! WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!” Kevin panicked, “Uh… sphere… freeze her.” The sphere glowed and she was. ”“Hang in there, Katy. I know it’s difficult.”She nodded and I held out my arms. She stepped in close and I hugged her tight before heading to the sunroom to join Jessica, Kara, and the kids.October 24, 1990, Chicago, Illinois“Do you think any of your friends can help?” Jessica asked as we walked to the hospital on Wednesday morning.“I suppose it depends on what you mean by help. Right now we’re flailing around in the dark. I’m hoping that Patrick Shaughnessy, Gwen Meyer, or Phil Lache can. " She brought her face down to mine and her lips kissed mine lightly. Just the surface nerves of my lips was what I felt on this butterfly kiss.She started moving her pelvis up my cock, hovering there for a long second, then sliding down onto me again. She was very very wet. Part of the slipperiness we felt was the semen that was still inside of her from last night.Her small breasts dangled above me as she moved. Her nipples were very hard and looked like the shadows of nipples in the spare.